by Akansha Singhal
I hop and jump on the floating stones,
stones sit on those sharks.
A step and all bones,
when its not even dark.
Dark greens far away I can see
and I am destitute
the only way to get free,
free I want to be but still solitude.
I am not alone right now
now challenges admire, laugh on me.
That make my frown steps slow.
Scared to touch that tree.
Trees there thorny and thick.
Wild makes them the air.
And still I’m stuck on eighth brick,
bricks are more than spare.
Its time, no time to stay.
i want to fly and fly.
Fly higher than sharks and stones play.
Destiny and I say a goodbye.
Akansha Singhal
Copyright ©:
Akansha Singhal
A few random poems:
- What the Sexton Said by Vachel Lindsay
- Apologia Pro Poemate Meo by Wilfred Owen
- Subjective Genocide by Marie Starr
- Hands by Russell Edson
- Владимир Высоцкий – Возле города Пекина
- On Moonlit Heath and Lonesome Bank poem – A. E. Housman
- Dancing by Robert Hass
- It’s no use by Sappho
- Владимир Маяковский – Письмо Татьяне Яковлевой
- Николай Карамзин – Стихи на день рождения А. А. Плещеевой 14 октября
- Robert Burns: There’ll Never Be Peace Till Jamie Comes Hame:
- In David’s “Child’s Garden Of Verses” by Sara Teasdale
- Complaint Of A Poet Manqu
- Alfred Lord Tennyson; The Coming Of Arthur poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Souvenirs of Democracy. by Walt Whitman
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Sonnet 94: They that have power to hurt and will do none by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 93: So shall I live, supposing thou art true by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 92: But do thy worst to steal thy self away by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 91: Some glory in their birth, some in their skill by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 90: Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 8: Music to hear, why hear’st thou music sadly? by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 89: Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 88: When thou shalt be disposed to set me light by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 87: Farewell! Thou art too dear for my possessing by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 86: Was it the proud full sail of his great verse by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 85: My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 84: Who is it that says most, which can say more by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 83: I never saw that you did painting need by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 82: I grant thou wert not married to my Muse by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 81: Or I shall live your epitaph to make by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 80: O, how I faint when I of you do write by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 7: Lo, in the orient when the gracious light by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 79: Whilst I alone did call upon thy aid by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 78: So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 77: Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear by William Shakespeare
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
